Let’s go back to sleep.”
Cinda clung to me tightly. Holding her hips I drove up into her. She never argued or stood up for herself—not even once! I was shocked when the teacher accused her of cheating. “You don’t get it, Mom. We were back to our studies within an hour. “How was the park, Ty? She stood up for me even though she’d never met me. I debated whether or not to ask her about it, but not now—Mr. She moaned into my mouth. “I don’t know where to begin, Ty. “Where do you live, Ty,” Cinda asked. I loved washing her slender body—almost as much as I loved the sensation of her hands on mine. We planned to study hard for another math test during the day and Cinda confided in me that she hoped we would make love every night.